Chapter 1175: Chapter 1174: Nanke Ying San
Author: Carefree MACHINE TRANSLATION
Fortunately, the subordinate beside him was quick and helped him up.
Si Zhanbei looked at his subordinate indifferently. His gaze fell on the gun in his hand and said, “return the gun to . ”
“boss? ” The subordinate was a little hesitant. He was worried that after he returned the gun to Si Zhanbei, he would commit suicide again?
As if he had seen through his thoughts, Si Zhanbei said indifferently, “why? Do you still want to occupy my gun? ”
“boss, your subordinate... ” before his subordinate could finish his words, Si Zhanbei interrupted him directly, “I know what you’re worried about. Don’t worry, I won’t do anything stupid. ”
Hearing this, that subordinate only dared to return the gun to Si Zhanbei.
After putting away his gun, Si Zhanbei looked at the few of them and said, “let’s go, we’ll go back first. ”
As for Sheng Fenghua, Si Zhanbei only hoped that she could really co back.
Before leaving, Si Zhanbei glanced at the place where Sheng Fenghua had disappeared before leaving.
At this mont, Sheng Fenghua was undergoing the tempering and baptism of a fierce fire. After she was enveloped by the light of the treasure and disappeared, she did not go anywhere else but returned to the space.
Of course, Sheng Fenghua did not know about this. At this mont, her consciousness was a little blurry. She did not know where she was at all. She only knew that her body was very hot and sothing was constantly roasting her.
If she was clear at this mont, or if there were outsiders, they would definitely be able to see that she was in a tower. That tower stood in the plum blossom forest, with a total of nine floors.
And now, Sheng Fenghua was in the middle of the first floor, surrounded by a ball of fire. The color of the fire was blood-red. From Afar, it looked like a flower. And that flower was just like the pattern on the box.
That was the resurrection Lily, also known as the Mansha Zhu Hua.
At this mont, the fire was like the Resurrection Lily, constantly blooming, layer by layer rippling out like ripples. Sheng Fenghua lay quietly, her eyes tightly shut, her face red. The clothes on her body were long gone, and her entire body was as clean as jade.
Hot, hot, hot!
In Sheng Fenghua’s mind, other than hot, it was still hot. It was so hot that she felt like she was going to explode. Her mind was moving uneasily, but her body was lying still.
Her mind was a little ssy, and images appeared in her mind one after another. When those images were organized, it was like a person’s whole life.
The owner of the images was a girl in ancient clothes. She was originally a young lady from an aristocratic family, but because of the death of her parents, she was not liked. She was even forced to leave the family and live alone outside.
But one day, that girl saved an old lady. From then on, she followed the Old Lady’s side. The Old Lady did not have a granddaughter, so she accepted her as her godgranddaughter. Later on, seeing that the girl was smart and eager to learn, she passed on her ancestral dical skills to her.
In order to repay the old lady’s kindness of adopting her, the girl worked hard every day, forgetting to eat or sleep. Very soon, she surpassed the Old Lady.
And she also grew from a seven or eight-year-old girl to a tall and graceful girl. At the age of sixteen, the old madam had arranged a marriage for the girl. Although the girl was not from a rich and noble family, she was from a scholarly family.
Originally, it was a marriage of equal status. However, the man disliked the fact that she was not the old Madam’s real granddaughter. As a result, he ruined the marriage and married another woman from a noble family.
From then on, the girl told the old madam that she would not marry anyone. She wanted to devote her life to her dical skills. She wanted to devote herself to research and develop her dical skills so that she could save more people.
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